During the period covered by this journal, as a natural consequence of events, I reassess my relationship with my husband-bitch at a fundamental level. This re-evaluation led to yet another step-change in the ruthlessness of my use and abuse of him. This resulted in, for me, increased pleasure, and predictably, his yet deeper subjugation to me; and awe of me.Increased severity in erection and orgasm denial; more frequent lengthy, more painful punishment sessions; a firm schedule for his last-ever touching of each of my various body parts until no touching ever, for the rest of his life; deeper humiliations; meaner degradations; more domestic service chores and picking up after me; etc. The step-change and new endurances for him certainly also wards off any habituation to what he must endure!That reassessment shifted me from considering, as I always had done up to this point, that his absolutely amazing vanilla attributes, equated to my youth, and amazing body and my depravity. That we brought equal value to the relationship. BUT I DO NOT THINK THAT NOW! My view now, is that I truly am out-of-his-league and he is far more fortunate and privileged to be married to me, than me to him. He is in debt to me permanently. A debt he will never be able to pay-off. He pays dept-instalments by his slaving and suffering, for my pleasure, and his payment instalments are at a great cost to him.I still believe I am very fortunate indeed to be married to him and I will never let him go. I adore him. We have a perfect, profoundly contented relationship. I am however, absolutely clear in my own mind that he is more fortunate to be married to me, than I am to be married to him. Perhaps a slightly contradictory set of feelings overall, but him, and men like him who crave to be in a